Story : Rags at the Banquet

Once upon a time a man lived in the streets, clad only in the dirtiest and worst of rags. One day a person from the Palace saw him, and approached him. There was going to be a banquet at the Palace, and he had instructions to come and invite people from the highways and byways. … Read more

Poem : I Know He Is The Beginning

I know He is the beginning, so why do I worry about the end? I know He is the creator, so why do I wonder who will destroy? I know He has forgiven me, so why can’t I forgive myself? I know He is a healer, so why do I speak of sickness? I know … Read more